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[the-californicationist]

Good Fences (Fluffuary #13)

FEB13: Night Out

“Did she book out the whole place, then?” John asked, pulling his pearl buttons through their starched holes as he dressed into his shirt.

“Yep, very fancy,” you told him, fixing his tie and feeling the silk slip through your manicured fingers.

Your best friend, Cana, had just graduated from her master’s program, and she had invited you to her graduation party. When you mentioned that you were housing three additional British soldiers, she had extended the invitation to include them most enthusiastically.  

The boys had dressed up nice. Cana had indeed booked out an entire rooftop bar, and as a woman who liked to party, she was really pulling out all the stops tonight. 

She was dressed all in black, surrounded by her classmates and a few of your mutual friends, but when she saw you coming through the doors with your literal army squad, she made a bee-line straight for you. Her bejeweled arms were spread wide, her perfectly set curls bounced as she ran, flinging herself into your arms and squealing her hellos. 

“Cana!” You laughed, holding her as she spun around you with glee, “Congratulations! I’m so proud of you.”

“Goddamn, babe. Me too,” she huffed, exasperated and sarcastically funny. 

You watched her roll her eyes and smile, 

“Thank fuck grad school is done. Now, introduce me! You brought dinner, I see.”

“Oh, God, Cana. You can’t say that!” You protested. 

But, Kyle heard her comment and brushed you aside, reaching for her hand and taking it in his,

“Let the woman speak, babes. She looks hungry.”

Cana giggled, high pitched and joyful, letting Kyle lead her back to her table. You looked at John and mouthed an apology. 

“Dinnae fash, bonnie. Gaz is in his own version of heaven,” Johnny chuckled, “He never could turn down a curvy lass.”

“She’s a wild one, but I love her,” you explained, trying to dismiss your friend’s audacious behavior.

“She’s grand, love. Let me buy you a drink,” John wrapped his hand around your waist and pulled you in to his body. His soft clothes crumpled against your side, and you noticed John’s palm sliding lower and lower down your back. 

“Speaking of blokes in heaven,” Simon quipped, taking a long drag from his cigarette. He cast a long gaze at his captain, and you thought you saw the hint of a smirk on his lips.

“Aye,” John puffed up a little, defensively, “And what of it?”

“Heaven looks good on you, Cap’n,” Johnny clapped him on the shoulder and pointed to the bar, “You were sayin’ somethin’ about a wee drink?”

You talked and drank and laughed all night with John and his friends. Cana couldn’t keep her hands off of Kyle, and he seemed to be loving every moment of it. By the end of the evening, your feet were aching, but you had heard story after story of John being the hero and even more stories of him being the victim of his men’s pranks. They seemed to have an incredible bond together that made you admire John even more. 

“Are you havin’ fun tonight, love?” John asked, whispering in your ear, letting the whiskers of his beard tickle your neck and sensitive lobe as he did. 

You turned your head to him, smiling, whispering just as low,

“Yes, I am. But, I can’t stop staring at you in that suit.”

“And you in that dress. Mmm…” John ran a long finger up your thigh, pushing the dress’s hem higher and higher until it was truly scandalous. 

“Maybe you should take me home,” you suggested, your eyes full of lust, “So, you can take it off.”

“Grab your purse. Now.”

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[c00kietin]

It's the 17th of March, so y'know what that means-

Happy Saint Patrick's Day to you all! I know the majority of you probably don't celebrate, which is fair, BUT I decided I wanted to talk a little more about the country I was born and raised in- the Emerald Isles of Ireland!! :D

If you're just here for the art, well here ya go! However, if you want to learn more in a VERY long post:

Just to start off, here's the Irish flag and the Ivory Coast flag! Wanted to add this because they can get easily mixed up (I got them muddled up a LOT when I was younger-)

Since it is Saint Patrick's Day, I should probably elaborate what that's about- what I've been taught in school is that Saint Patrick preached the Gospel to the Irish, one method including the shamrock to represent the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Of course, and the whole "he drove the snakes out of Ireland" but don't worry. There are still snakes in Ireland. And I'm pretty sure "snakes" is a metaphor anyway. And, turns out, he wasn't even originally from Ireland- he was British! Oh yeah, and he was kidnapped by pirates to become a slave when he was a teenager for 6 year s -

Here are some stereotypes or the first things that pop into your mind when you think of "Ireland"- leprechauns, short gingers, "Top of the mornin' to ya" and our love for spuds and beer. And, to tell you some stuff about them too!

Leprechauns originally wore red! They pop up in fairy tales quite often too.

Ireland is second when it comes to having the highest percentage of gingers with 10%, with Scotland having 13%. As for being short, I reassure you, there are plenty of tall and/or lanky people around. (A lot of my teachers are like this-)

I've heard no one say this as a greeting. The only Irish person I can think of who does is Jacksepticeye. You might be more likely to hear "How's it going?" or "What's the crack?"

As for loving beer, we are one of the highest consumers for it, but there are many other higher consumers! Also, I don't know if this is a thing in America or not, but we tend to call them pubs. Bars are a bit more...fancy? I don't know how to describe the difference.

And for loving potatoes? Okay. This is probably true lol. Almost everyone I know likes potatoes (with some exceptions). And, of course, who can forget the Great Famine when blight destroyed the potato crop and killed around a million people- spuds were a huge source of food back then.

And now, for language! Here are some I'm used to hearing quite regularly (and use often, too!)

Another two that I want to add are more Cork exclusive, but saying "boy/girl" at the end of sentences and using "like" a lot is quite common (especially the like one- I say "like" all the time ;v;).

And now, Irish itself! Now, I'm not going to tell you anything major (I'm not a teacher) but I will try my best to explain a little!

Irish is not the main language of Ireland but in some particular areas (shown in the right image) there are regions called Gaeltacht districts which predominantly speak Irish. Their Irish would be a lot better than my school-knowledge based Irish :'D Another thing to add is that different provinces (the provinces shown in the middle image) have different versions, or pronunciations of some words. Being from the province of Munster, I've been taught the "Munster" pronunciations and words.

So..."Tá mé éan sásta" would mean "I am a happy bird" :D

I apologise for how messy my writing looks-

OKAY. ONE MORE THING I WANTED TO COVER IN THE IRISH LANGUAGE IS THE NAMES, because I've seen plenty of people online and in real life joking lightheartedly how hard Irish names are pronounced. So here are some Irish names!!

Saoirse - this one is brought up quite a bit- It can either be pronounced as "seer-sha" or "sair-sha"!

Róisín - "roh-sheen" !

Eoin - even I had a hard time pronouncing this when I was younger- it's pronounced as "owe-in" like "owing" but without the g!

Fódhla - I remember this appeared in the newspaper once and a family member was baffled by it- it's said as "foh-la" :]

Another I want to mention is Eilish- you probably know it thanks to Billie Eilish, which is pronounced as "eye-lish"- but it can also be pronounced as "eye-leesh"!

Last one, Sinéad- you may have seen this one once or twice as is pronounced "shin-aid" :D

And now, some more quick stuff!!

Musicians from Ireland!!

On the left you have Hozier (love his music!! :D) and the right is the Cranberries!!

Some other Irish artists you may be familiar with are U2, Thin Lizzy, Westlife and Sinéad O' Connor!

Some popular Irish snacks!!

crisps/chips!! (I love em both dearly)

of course, how can I not bring up Irish bread: soda bread and blaas :D

Hot chicken rolls!! (seriously how are these not more popular elsewhere-) and spice bags!! (chips with spices, peppers. maybe chicken)

Animal wise, we haven't got anything too crazy, but we do have one of the largest breeds of dog, the Irish greyhound and the now extinct largest deer, the elk.

I think I'm beginning to run low on space, so I'll end it there!! If you're also Irish, free to add on facts/words!!

I don't usually say this but I would kinda appreciate reblogs since I felt like I put a bit more effort into this ;v;

So uh, yeah- Happy Saint Patrick's Day!! :D

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[moongurl95]

7 Times the Charm

GN!MC / May or may not be an alternate version of a long fic I'm working on, but I've hit a writing rut and this prompt by @serpensortiamaxima (this is dedicated to you too OP!) got me churning out this piece until 4AM (now i can sleep with my brain empty! XD) also divider credits here

Summary: It was no secret that the Three Broomsticks can also be considered a social gathering for the latest news, and Sirona Ryan, the owner was at the neck of it. Or, a glimpse of a blooming relationship she'd observed since that Troll Attack in Hogsmeade. (One-shot also posted on AO3)

“Oh, there’s a face I haven’t seen before.” This may be the first time Sirona Ryan’s memory seemed to have failed her as she was confident in remembering her clientele.

“It’s my first time here.” The student had replied almost sheepishly, which explained everything to the bar owner. Of course, she’d heard about the latest talk in the streets of a Hogwarts student having been caught in a dragon attack.

“Welcome! Butterbeers on me.” Sirona assumed that the student was a transferee, after all, she’d never heard of a student starting this late in their Hogwarts education. “Glad to see you two escape injury.” She glanced between the two students with growing worry, having planned to check on the other shopkeepers and residents once the crowd had buzzed down from the recent Troll Attack in Hogsmeade.

“Thanks to this one. Single-handedly took down a Troll!”

“Is that right? Well done.” Of course Sirona couldn’t take the Sallow boy’s claim seriously, not when she was sure of the way the boy had looked admiringly at his new classmate. Before she could decide to play matchmaker however, they were interrupted by some brutes’ arrival.

The second time Sirona next saw the pair was on a relatively calm day in the Three Broomsticks, she considered herself not eavesdropping at all while the two students had quite the passionate discussion over a round of Butterbeer.

“Honestly! Why do you have to trouble yourself on a trip to get something for my sister? Anne wrote she’d be delighted by your very presence alone.”

“Because Sebastian, it’s common courtesy to bring a gift when visiting your friend’s family.”

Now this seemed to be a development. Sirona had to keep herself looking busy as she wiped away at the mugs on the counter, casting a knowing glance by the corner table to quickly spy the flustered look on the Sallow boy’s face.

Sirona could only hope to Merlin that his ‘friend’ fancied him the way he seemed to.

In exchange for asking her assistance on where to find her friend, Lodgok, Sirona in turn thought to request the new student’s help in retrieving her box of letters. Though she never would have predicted they’d also come as a pair this third time around.

“I’m not letting you go alone. And for Merlin’s sake, why a mine of all places? Do you happen to know what sort of creatures could possibly live there??”

Sirona could only watch in amusement as the Sallow boy was being pushed out by his classmate in an attempt to shush him, “Alright, alright – I’ll tell you all about it on the way. Just get going so we can at least finish this while there’s still sun out.”

The door to the Three Broomsticks had shut after their departure so Sirona could only guess how the rest of their day would go. One thing was for sure though, if she’d initially thought the Sallow boy only fancied his new friend before, then now Sirona was absolutely certain the boy was now smitten.

Maybe there was good reason to owl Mirabel after all, nothing better than an entertaining chat about young love over tea.

The next time Sirona served Butterbeer to the new student at the counter, she was half expecting them to be with a familiar face. Instead, they sat alone, looking quite under the weather as they seemed to stare unseeing into the tankard, Sirona was just about ready to lend a listening ear after she’d served all the other customers’ orders when the student had stood up just as a familiar Slytherin entered the premises.

Sirona was quick to notice the two of them weren’t on speaking terms as they passed by each other – the Sallow boy taking the stool beside where his friend just left. She chose to quietly serve him his share of Butterbeer before she continued to keep busy.

“Sirona, would you apologize if you said something… true but ended up sounding… mean?”

So that was how it was… “Well dear, first of all, it’s not what you said, but how you made them feel. So yes, an apology should be expected.”

“But… how?”

Sirona raised an eyebrow at him as if to say the answer should be obvious enough, but ended up sighing in exasperation as the boy looked pitifully at a lost, “If you aren’t ready to tell them personally, then a letter might suffice, and don’t make it just a simple apology either – at least, offer to take them somewhere you’d think would be meaningful to them.”

“A letter! That’s just it, of course!” Sirona watched as the boy waved his hand in thanks as he rushed out the doors, she hoped everything would turn up for the better the next time she saw those two together.

It didn’t however, for just days before the 5th, Sirona herself had received an unmarked letter notifying her of Lodgok’s passing – his gentle soul did not deserve the fate he was dealt with by his brother’s hands. Yet also here in her supposedly lively pub, sat another lost soul who she dearly tried to keep from straying to the Hog’s Head by keeping the Sallow boy’s tankard refilled with Butterbeer.

She’d heard he just lost his uncle and that the Sallow girl also informed him late, the poor twins were now left all alone.

And just when Sirona felt the boy slipping away, from the doors came in a face who she hoped would be successful in reeling Sallow from his darkest thoughts.

“Sebastian!”

Sirona was glad to see the boy encased in a hug, he dearly looked like he needed one…

“You’re safe now. I promise, I wouldn’t let them take you away.”

It may have well been a secret language only the two students shared with each other, but Sirona was nonetheless relieved to see the boy’s shoulders relax, the undeniable soft sob that escaped him was a sound that would forever tug at her heart.

And it seemed that heart wrenching sob echoed around the wooden panels of her establishment as the once lively pub was filled with students of varying years, all of which ranged from sniffling for their parents to a quiet uncertainty that loomed over the older ones.

Hogwarts was under attack, and despite how Sirona herself could not believe such a situation would even come about, the evacuated students who took shelter in the Three Broomsticks were enough to leave her unsettled for what was to come.

“Sirona! Are they here? Did they at least stop by here?” She could only shake her head in response, clearly seeing the Sallow boy was distraught.

“Sebastian! We have to settle ourselves and wait for Black’s announcement –“

“They could still be there, Ominis!” His next words were barely audible but somehow Sirona managed to catch a hint of it, “What if they’re fighting for their lives – alone? Against a Goblin Rebellion!”

“Attention, students!” Black did make an announcement right after that, clearing his throat as if today was a normal occurrence, “I am proud to announce that my esteemed faculty has handled the – uhm… rebellion. Yes, the Goblin rebellion – wait, what was that?”

Everyone seemed to hold their breath as a House Elf seemed to whisper the latest news to his master, who gasped out as if he was scandalized, “A casualty you say???”

Sirona felt her heart drop at the sudden news, she could only watch as Sebastian Sallow all but rushed out of the doors, fearing for the worst.

Fear melted like snow from a season past, and while Spring came a bit too late for those who grieved, the flowers still bloomed.

The Three Broomsticks was once again abuzz with an energy of celebration and nostalgia – students crowded with relief at having survived their O.W.L.s and others were busy planning their summer ahead – two of which Sirona couldn’t help but approach, “Butterbeers on me, to the Hero of Hogwarts.” She’d winked before leaving the pair in their usual spot by the counter, not really meaning to overhear…

“So… I heard Fig left you a place in his will, back to London it is for you then?”

“Yes… and Feldcroft?”

“Can’t say I relish the thought of spending summer by myself, but I have a way to keep busy by doing some odd errands here and there, I suppose.”

“What would you say to a ticket to London?”

“What..?”

“I was only really planning to spend a few weeks there, fix some things that need to be done and well… spend some time in Feldcroft with you… if you’ll have me?”

“Of course! I – but why even take me to London – not that I’m complaining but –“

“Because I care, Sebastian. I – care about you… very much.”

Sirona couldn’t keep herself from spying a glance then, very happy to see the pair both sporting flustered faces. It may have taken a while, but there wasn’t a perfect time than any to start anew.

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[pruechaosbracket]

SEMI-FINALS: Sam and Max VS The Goose

About Sam and Max: A duo of Freelance Police comprised of the relatively calm 6-foot tall dog Sam and the violent rabbity-thing Max. Most of the time, Sam has to hold Max back from "unnecessary violence", even though both of them will still use it most of the time, this dynamic can also switch when some one calls Sam fat or McGruff, which almost ended him shooting his past self once, and when Max's brain was stolen he went rampage of interrogations and turned into a noir version of himself. They both tried to open an obviously evil treasure chest right after Sam explained how it would probably release horrors upon the world, they tested what was and was not censored/bleeped-out, they have also broken hell and can breath in space. Sam ate so many fudge ice cream bars that he became immune to chocolate, and Max promised to take Sam down with him when he dies.

About The Goose: A mischievous Goose that torments people in their everyday lives and has a habit of stealing bells. They have a to-do list of many ways to mess with the town's folk, which includes; Breaking off the head of the Shopkeeper's broom, Scaring the Old Man to break the dartboard, Dropping a bucket on the Burly Man's head, Using the sprinklers on the Groundskeeper, Locking the Groundskeeper out of his own garden, Tricking the Tidy Neighbor into throwing and breaking fancy vase, Making the Boy buy back his own glasses, Tricking the Messy Neighbor into cutting the Tidy Neighbor's rose, Making the Groundskeeper hammer his thumb, Stealing the Old Man chair as he sits down, Trapping the Shopkeeper in the garage, and Stealing the miniature town's bell and taking it all the way back to their nest.

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[takemeloki]

Burden Me Loki

Part one

For the first and last time

Pairing - Loki x  y/n

Premise – You go to a themed party only to meet the most intoxicating man but fate would only have it be for this one night , or so you thought

Warnings- Loki fluff , kissing , anxiety , submissive, alcohol consumption

Word count -2488

Your face beamed as you applied the last of your makeup, looking into your eyes through the mirror you tried to take in this version of you that stared back . You were dressed for a themed work party , something your best friend Anna had conjured up in an attempt to socialise with the boys on the twelfth floor . A Princess and Prince night. Now, this was not to say you weren’t excited. The prospect of dancing in a ball gown pretending to be a princess was your idea of a dream, but it’s safe to say your experiences of so called ‘Princes’ had much to be desired. Nevertheless you were going with your best friend and you was determined to have as much fun as possible until she undoubtedly fell for a smooth talking boy who would whisk her off her feet and you wouldn’t see her for the rest of the night.

“Y/N, You ready?” Anna excitedly squealed from the doorway. She looked amazing in her big pink Cinderella style dress, “Look at you! You look beautiful, I told you green was your colour.”

Blushing you turned once again to see your refection, she was right. You really did look beautiful. Your choice of dress was a slightly flared out dark ivy green dress, you just wanted to twirl side to side to watch it float , it was mesmerising .

“I’m ready, You look just like a princess Anna. Tonight is going to be so much fun.”

“Dam straight it is! I’ve been working like crazy to get this night right. Now come on, our carriage awaits.”

“You mean Uber.” You chuckled.

With that you picked up your wrist bag and went to get into the taxi.

***

Your eyes could hardly believe how pretty the venue looked as you walked up the main stairs to the front of the building, fairy lights hugged every wall almost like pixie dust had been poured over it . It did feel like something magic was in the air tonight . You took a deep breath in to compose yourself as a set of Victorian style double doors swept open to allow you to enter this Aladdin’s cave of drinks , music and best of all fun .

Feeling slightly self-conscious as it felt like every set of eyes in the room glared at you and burned your skin as you made your way across the room to the bar. Anna could tell you felt nervous and placed a reassuring hand on top of yours and squeezed slightly.

“Relax Y/N, you look amazing . The party is a success so far, so let’s take full advantage of being princesses for the night.” She smiled at you, this quickly turned into a smirk . “You never know you might meet a prince .” Slowly nudging you as she spoke.

“No thanks , you know that’s not on the cards . My heart has been used as a play thing enough for a lifetime. “

“I’m just saying , don’t always keep that door locked . Let’s get some drinks.”

Anna pushed her way to the front of the bar and grabbed two glasses of wine and placed one into your hand . You took a swig hoping it would take the edge off the nerves . It was all so overwhelming ,the music the dresses it felt you was in some kind of period drama. Half a glass of wine later you had become adjusted to the environment and was ready to dance . Anna was already working her way round the crowd her charisma charming everyone she came into contact with. You wish you could be that confident. Well this was a fancy dress party , everyone’s pretending to be someone there not , you could play pretend too . With that thought at the forefront of your mind you let the crowd engulf you and started to dance with Anna .

***

A flash of lights bled across the cobbled pavement as too men emerged out of the glaring ring of light . Thor and Loki stood for a moment taking in the surroundings. Loki rolled his eyes and tilted his head in disapproval as he glared at his brother.

“Come on brother , this will be fun . Think of the games and mischief you can get up to with these mortals.” Thor said in an encouraging manner.

“I could do that in Asgard , its less of a challenge here. Mortals are not known for being the brightest of beings.”

“They might open your eyes. Just two rules, you don’t harm any of them and you don’t mind control anyone .”Loki laughed aloud at the demands “ I mean it Loki !  Now come, I hear commotion this way .”

“There better be drinks and plenty of them.” Loki muttered as he followed reluctantly behind.

***

You loved this you felt so care free, swishing your dress around there was something so freeing about it . Anna has slightly veered off to the side with a boy she had got chatting to . But you didn’t care you was having too much fun. There was a slight pause in the music and your eyes scanned the room . Your whole body froze as a pair of piercing emerald eyes stared directly back at you , they were hypnotising . Dragging your own eyes away from him for a moment you scanned the figure at the other side of the room . He was tall , long slicked back black hair framed his perfectly structured face . He looked like he could have been calved by the gods. As your eyes ventured further down his body he was wearing some sort of leather green and gold suit ,you couldn’t help notice it mirrored the colours you were wearing . When your eyes met his you noticed he had been eyeing you up as you had just done with him , your cheeks flushed and your breathing stammered as he flashed you a beaming smile . Unaware of how long you had been stood , you broke his stare to notice the man who must have been accompanying him had returned with a drink . He waved him away as he slowly started to moved towards you . You didn’t know what to do all you did know is that your soul ached for this connection . When he finally got to you , uncontrollably your body began to curtsey , it felt right , you had never curtseyed in your life but this was an urge that couldn’t be stopped and a part of you knew its what he wanted , what he expected . Knees bent you looked up at him , your body numb as he looked into your soul with those piercing eyes . A smile creeped from one side of his mouth. “Submissive , I like it .”His Voice deep and smooth as he spoke . You felt his finger  slide under your chin guiding you up to your feet ,once you were stood he continued with  the same hand to brush against your face slightly then allowed them to cascade down your arms to lift your hand to his lips as he planted a soft lingering kiss . It was almost as if a surge of electricity had taken over your body as he did so . Looking up at you he released you as he placed his hand to his chest gesturing to himself. “I am Loki and may I ask the lady’s name ?”

“Y/N” You managed to say in a breathy tone.

“Y/N, how delightful it is to meet you.”

Your heart raced you was completely enchanted by this man, So many questions ran through your mind . Who was he? Why had you never seen him before? Why did you feel this uncontrollable connection to him? His eyebrow arched as he eyed you up a villainous smile spread across his face as he did so . With all this happening so quickly you had completely forgotten where you was or what was happening around you . The music had slowed down and colours twirled around you both as couples swayed from side to side. You was afraid that people would have noticed you both just stood in the centre of the dancefloor but nobody was . Everyone was so caught up in there own moment , you glanced back at Loki who was still looking intensely at you . His tall stature towered slightly over you as he leaned in to your ear .  Vanilla and leather tantalized your senses his presence being so close to you gave your whole body goosebumps.

“Dance with me?” He whispered softly

You nodded and you felt a hand slink around your waist as his other hand grabbed yours , your fingers intertwined you couldn’t help but notice that your hands fit perfectly . Your chest pressed against his .Could he feel how fast your heart was racing how hard you was breathing . You both began moving in sync , dancing in perfect motion with each other almost like you knew what each other’s next step would be. The next few minutes felt like a dream , he managed to be so gentle with you yet commanding all at the same time . You felt so safe with him , you knew it was crazy you had only just met him , but a part of you knew he would protect you . As the song came to an end your movements slowed down in time with the music , when you finally came to a standstill his hand caressed your cheek . You felt his breath tingle your lips before he began to kiss you. Slow at first but his tongue quickly began to explore your mouth, your hands grabbed his collar as you passionately pulled him closer. No one had ever kissed you like this before with such feeling, tender yet controlling . Your lips parted and your eyes instantly met once again . Before you had chance to speak a bellowing voice erupted across the dancefloor .

“Loki!”

You saw a very excited Anna hugging the arm of the man who came with Loki coming towards you.

Glancing back at you Loki spoke to you in a hush manner “ I am going to apologise in advance for my brother Thor.” His hand still holding yours you walked towards them.

“Brother , who is this fine maiden  whose side you have not left since we arrived ?”

“Her name is Y/n , and we were just about to leave….”

“Now come, you’re not getting away that fast. Let’s drink, be merry. Another! “ As the words left his mouth Thor slammed his empty glass to the floor causing everyone to stare .

“I apologise for my brother , he gets over excited , it’s an illness really I should have left him at home .”The last of Loki’s words spat out of his clenched teeth . You could see he was agitated.

Anna throughout all this was manically laughing, it was clear to you and Loki that the pair had had enough to drink . A Part of you knew you had to get her home , you was convinced that the only reason she was still standing was because she was clinging on to Thor .

Leaning over to you she slurred “Thor has been teaching me this amazing drinking game , he said they play it on his planet ,” She snorted a laugh and continued in a whisper like state “He’s very into this pretending to be a prince thing , he made up a whole planet to impress me .”

“Did he now.” You replied with a laugh in your throat. “I think it’s time we got you home princess.”

She Nodded in agreement.

“And I shall take my brother , let us walk you out .”

The four of you stumbled out of the building , Thor being so unsteady caused you all to look rather drunk . After managing to get to the bottom of the stairs and Anna in a taxi waiting for you your heart began to sink . You had only just met Loki and it was over already . Thor had started to wander down the street as Loki grabbed your hand .

In an almost whimper you spoke “Will I see you again?”

He brushed away a lock of hair from your face and kissed you , allowing yourself to surrender into it deeper as you ran your hands through his hair . Your lips naturally separated as he pulled away his hand cupping your face as he spoke .

“They cry and they kiss

As they meet again

For the first and last time “

And with that he slowly backed away, watching you intently as you got into the taxi . As you started to drive away an overwhelming flood of emotions ran through you, it was like part of your soul had been ripped apart .A river of tears ran down your face , is this what it felt to be completely consumed by someone . You didn’t even have his number , age or even the city he lived in . All you could do is pray that someday he would come back for you .

***

Loki watched as the car left the street and then ran after his brother , who suspiciously didn’t look quite so drunk after all

“Thor, wait! What on earth was you thinking getting that intoxicated round mortals ?”

“You broke a rule Loki , you enchanted that poor girl. I had to pretend to be drunk to get you out of there .”

“I did nothing of the sort! “Loki spat back at his brother

“I saw her drawn to you like a moth to a flame, she curtseyed for Odin’s sake . I know you, you feed off that kind of thing .”

“I assure you, I didn’t she was just … perfect .”

“You know farther will never allow you to see her again.”

A laugh rang in Loki’s throat “Farther will not stop me .” Loki began to walk away but it was too late Thor had already grasped on to him and shouted

 “TAKE US HOME!” A Blinding light engulfed the pair until the street was once again filled with darkness .

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#loki fluff #tom hiddelston loki #loki laufeyson #loki god of mischief #loki smut #loki fanfic #loki of asgard #thor and loki #loki series #loki x reader #loki x y/n #loki x you #loki #loki fanfction #loki fandom #lokiedit #loki odison x reader

[sauriansolutions]

Had this idea for a fic I jotted down a couple days ago...

But, being as I'm currently trapped in Moving Hell (I'm literally writing this on the floor, on my phone, surrounded by packing material and boxes)...

ALSO BEING AS I have a buttload of other half-written Twst fics in the works, I figured I'd just post the outline.

So yeah, here is a dumb little thing featuring the octotrio, with hungry/troll Jade as the centerpiece.

Azul, trying to secure a business deal, is invited to dinner with The Client, along with Floyd and Jade.

Excited, Azul notes that the restaurant they've been invited to is a fancy, new place he's been wanting to scope out. Even better, the "$$$$" designation on (TW's version of) Google Reviews, suggests that The Client is wealthy. 

Azul urges Floyd and Jade to be on their best behavior.

cut to later that same evening...

The meeting with the client is going very well! As dinner is wrapping up, The Client invites Azul to join them over at the bar, to continue their conversation.

Floyd's done eating (ie he either finished his food in record time, or just got bored, whatever's funnier), and seems excited about getting to sit at the bar. But Azul sees that Jade is still munching on his entree.

Actually, looking closer, Azul sees that Jade is, in fact, still munching on his seventh entree.

Cue escalating silliness, as Azul tries to signal Jade to stop eating, while Jade is either oblivious or, (more likely), ignoring Azul so he can keep ordering more delicacies off the menu.

The waiter keeps checking to see if they're done, and becomes increasingly horrified as Jade just keeps putting away more food than should even fit in his body. And he doesn't show signs of stopping anytime soon. 

Floyd decides Azul's frustration at this turn of events is way more entertaining than going to the bar, and he starts enabling Jade to eat more. He probably orders more food for himself, too... but mostly he's just lightly nudging dishes Jade's way.

Or shoving food directly into Jade's mouth.

Floyd is normal and this is fine.

The whole time, The Client maintains a perfect poker face, leaving Azul sweating and wondering, what must they think? His associates must be leaving a horrible impression! Surely this business deal is doomed! 

... In the end, it turns out The Client is a fellow restauranteur, and in fact, the owner of the restaurant they've been dining in. And, though at first they were disappointed with how little Azul was eating, they are so pleased with how much the eel bros clearly love the food, that they've decided to, "Give the kids a chance."

So, Azul gets the deal. But, before the trio leaves, The Client says something like, "And I hope I can expect regular patronage from you and your boys~!" Making it, all in all, a rather unclear victory... for Azul, at least.

#sauri writes #twisted wonderland #twst tummy stuff #Octotrio silliness #jade leech #sauri scenarios #??? idk #what even are tags

[full---ofstarlight]

tagged in this oc questionnaire by @gwynbleidd !!! i did delvyre because my brain is just full delvyre these days, but also my d&d character sirrus, because it just dawned on me that i can spill all his backstory secrets here without worrying about spoilers bc none of you are my party members hehe

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NAME: Delvyre Coppersmythe — Delvyre was the name that her mother, whomst she has never met, gave her and it was embroidered onto her blanket when she was left on her father’s doorstep <3 

NICKNAME: Del, since it’s just a nice shortened version of Delvyre; her father used to call her Little Flame, even before she started learning fire magic 

GENDER: cisfemale

STAR SIGN: I do not have enough braincells to figure out the Forgotten Realms translation, but she’s a Sagittarius Sun, Aquarius Moon, Leo Rising.

HEIGHT: 5’3” (160 cm)

ORIENTATION: Bi bi bi

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: Her mom’s family are High Elves, and her dad’s family has roots in Kara-tur but they’ve been in Faerun for generations at this point. She’s lived in Baldur’s Gate all her life. 

FAVORITE FRUIT: While she likes cherry-flavored things, her favorite actual fruit is any kind of citrus

FAVORITE SEASON: Autumn! 

FAVORITE FLOWER: Sunflowers!

FAVORITE SCENT: Is it too obvious if I say a campfire? 

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: All three? I think coffee wins out slightly, because she likes the buzzzzzzzzzzzzz. 

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: Either more than 10 or less than 6, there is no in-between. 

DOGS OR CATS: I gave her a proficiency in animal handling for no real lore reason, and I guess I’m gonna reverse engineer that and say she’s a big cat person and used to feed stray cats in the Lower City a lot. 

DREAM TRIP: I think she’d love to go to Alm. 

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: So. Many. She likes to bundle up when it gets cold. She wraps herself up into a little nest. 

RANDOM FACT: If she was a Pokemon trainer, her buddy Pokemon would be Nine-Tails. 

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sirrus's has a lot of our homebrew world lore so i did my best not to just gush about it lmao

NAME: Sirrus Montague totally not Eminence Sirrus Mavros Alarie

NICKNAME:  The Red Thief is his, like, criminal name. Also what if I told you Sirrus was a nickname?

GENDER: cismale

STAR SIGN: My DM very kindly provided us with her homebrew months and seasons and said she was working on an astrology system, and my only requirement was that there was one that was Lying Liar that Lies for him <3 (Ahem. Gemini.) 

HEIGHT: 5’10” (178 cm) // but he wears heeled boots and counts his horns when listing his height, so he’ll tell you 6’1” 

ORIENTATION: Pansexual

NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: He says he’s from Endoza, a port city in the Peaceable Kingdoms (our homebrew world), but REALLY he is from the Sentose Archipelago, a pirate-y vibe collection of islands just south of the PK, populated by hobgoblins, tieflings, humans, water genasi, and half-elves. Oh, and he’s a tiefling. 

FAVORITE FRUIT: Starfruit!

FAVORITE SEASON: Summer. Ya boy hates the cold.

FAVORITE FLOWER: Hibiscus 

FAVORITE SCENT: The sea. 

COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: Coffee. 

AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: Eight on the dot. He needs his beauty sleep <3 

DOGS OR CATS: I’m leaning towards cats?? For no real reason????

DREAM TRIP: Our in-game joke is that he’s gonna take our Jimmy Buffet-inspired NPC buddy for a fishing-tour-combo-bar-crawl and the next campaign will kick off with them tied up on a boat and having to figure out how the heck they got here (it won’t happen; I’ve been tipped off as to what the next campaign is). 

NUMBER OF BLANKETS: One but it’s very fancy and cozy

RANDOM FACT: since none of you are my party members, I can actually reveal the big big big backstory secret that i’ve been hiding and probably won’t reveal for some years: HE IS SECRETLY FROM A VERY CUTTHROAT NOBLE FAMILY WHO CONTROLS A RUTHLESS TRADING EMPIRE AND AFTER A TERRIBLE SHIPWRECK HE SAW A CHANCE TO FAKE HIS OWN DEATH AND HE’S BEEN HIDING FOR THEM FOR A DECADE AND HE FEELS HE NEEDS TO ATONE FOR ALL THE SHIT HE WAS FORCED TO DO AS A TEENAGER TO HELP FURTHER HIS FAMILY’S WEALTH AND STATUS ///ok done screaming

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taggin' @criffyzou @sun-marie @yappatadwinks @n7viper @thedeadthree @birbycakes @commander-krios @cynda-queer anddd anyone else with little guys (gender neutral) that they would like to fill this out for!! (tag me bc i always love to read about them :3c)

#char delvyre #char sirrus #oc lore #tama tags

[classificationhell]

How would Adam treat a little? What if it was his little one?

Adam, whether he likes it or not, is a Beta Caregiver, so Littles are kind of his personal weakness. He does have a heart underneath that exterior. Yeah, he doesn't see Sinners as even remotely the same as Winners even though they are literally human souls, and he is a staunch misogynist, but he didn't exactly have an example to follow, he just happened to be the first dickhead to have the thought that men should be the head of household. However, that also means he was the provider, the one making sure there was a means to eat and kept the family protected. Clearly he became more lax and chased flights of fancy in heaven where he didn't have to work for anything, but anybody will stagnate or worse deteriorate morally, emotionally, and intellectually if there is no real push for them to be better and heaven is the pinnacle of that. Every need met and catered to and Winners don't need to worry about falling no matter what? You bet your ass prolonged exposure to this setting would fuck even the best person up to the worst parts of their character, and Adam is literally the oldest soul in heaven.

I'm guessing for the first while he'd be alone and would be told about his second wife's betrayal (if he didn't already know, there's this whole thing about Cain being the son of the serpent if you wanna know more Google it but this combined with the fact Lucifer implied he also had sex with Eve leads me to believe it could've somehow happened while they were alive, buuuut there's a whole other tangent there because they state Adam was the first human soul but then does that mean Abel didn't get into heaven or was his soul waiting for Adam do Cain and Abel even exist in the universe?!) [[For the purpose of this AU, they exist, and Abel just waited for his father at the gate because he didn't want to go in without anyone he knew there. However, for whatever reason, they've grown apart and don't see each other anymore.]]

Ehehe, sorry about that massive tangent above. This is the first Adam ask, and there's kinda some groundwork to cover for this to even make sense for a lot of people. Anyhow, back on track after his second wife's betrayal he would be in no hurry to get anybody to try and fill in any sort of spot as someone he genuinely cares about and needs him and all that. Hence, he becomes something of a playboy. Also, being the first human soul in heaven and finding out about the secondary gender and designation system he wouldn't properly understand it, all he knows is that he's a fucking Beta cuck and by the time reassigning treatment for it comes along there's already too many people here for him to just go in discreetly so he's stuck using artificial hormones and things he can get under the table through two or three parties before reaching him so nobody would ever know. Over half of his "I'm the original dick" bullshit is literally just this front he puts up to keep the facade that he's an Alpha. He even uses injections to give himself a fake rut at the same time a normal cycle would happen. His avoidance of connection leads him to staying away from places where he might bump into Littles leaving him to joining a band that plays at the strip and bar joints (it's probably tamer than hell but you're really telling me there's no one in heaven who's a good soul but just horny or likes the occasional drink? Like I get that those who indulge in excess are guilty of the sin(s or a combination) of Gluttony, Lust, and /or Greed but like once their up there you're telling me it's all ice cream shops and petting zoos and singing? Especially in this version? I mean, at what point does fun become hedonistic or overindulgence? Can you have no sex except vanilla behind closed bedroom doors? Boy, if I got redeemed, I'd be clawing my way back down extermination or no if you're telling me BDSM is outlawed. XD I am lowkey tired while writing this, so sorry for the obscene amount of tangents, cursing, and odd tone) just so he can avoid them. When Lute comes, he has someone to project his needs of caring for someone onto even though Lute is an Alpha Neutral. (90 percent of the exorcists are Alphas actually and it simultaneously passes him off, because why the fuck isn't he an Alpha, and gives him a power rush since he commands them easily and they're eating out of the palm of his fucking hand.) Granted he's not the best at it, but he's trying and also Lute is a bit much for even him at times, plus she's the only one who will correct him whenever he's wrong or about to do or say something completely stupid so he kinda hates that even if it is very rare.

Anyway, by present day he's so far pushed back his actual instinctual needs to care for someone that the very first Little, Sinner or Winner, that touches him his Caregiver is going to bond with and he's going to be stuck with them. If they're a Sinner he's sneaking them into heaven and hiding them away and at first he fucking sucks but he can't stand to see them crying especially when regressed so he gets better pretty quickly. If they're a Winner he's better to them but still somewhat resentful they're harshing his whole unattached Alpha male stud vibe he had going on. It'd be a learn to be better type story. If Lucifer found out he might be very concerned because he knows the kind of man Adam has become and he wouldn't trust the man with a goldfish, let alone a Little. (But that's a story for another time)

Anyway hope that all made sense and wasnt offensive or anything somehow I'm literally falling asleep typing.

TLDR: Adam wouldn't go within ten feet of a Little if he could help it, but when he has one of his own more and more of the man he used to be is awakened and he becomes a better Caregiver if not person overall.

#ask response #classification hell au #classificationhell #thank you #memes #hazbin hotel memes #lore adjacent #unfunny memes #first adam ask baby #Adam reaction #sorry for the tangents #rambles

[sugarwithtea]

truth or dare || ksj

pairing : seokjin x reader

genre : angst, fluff, ex-best friends to lovers

rating : pg-15

summary : You and Seokjin meet each other again at a college reunion, him igniting the feelings of first love inside you after not meeting him for 4 years after an unexpected seperation. He still doesn't know the reason for it and you have never dared to tell him the truth. Maybe this time, you play the game courageously. Maybe not. Who knows?

word count : 6.3k

warnings : swearing, alcohol consumption, flashback scenes, kissing, miscommunication (i mean, ofc), crying, mentions of body insecurity, first love themes, jin being indecisive as fuck, peer pressure (if you can say it so then), this ain't a warning but his appearance is a bit fancy!! overall - it's seokjin being a hazard for all of us.

author's note : thankyou to the loveliest @gimmethatagustd for requesting this fic with this dialogue prompt <33 love ya jai :) and thanks to my love @highly-functioning-mitochondria for beta-ing it :))

mood : this love (taylor's version) - taylor swift

seokjin's aesthetic/moodboard

sugarwithtea m.list || taglist form (for future fics)

"I still don't really understand what happened between us."

The golden lights casted a beautiful shadow over the main dance floor, elegant and royal. The waiters weaved through the buzzed crowd of elite looking adults, your ex classmates, to be precise, quite skillfully. 

Your eyes scanned the crowd to take in the stark differences, if any, in your classmates' appearances. It had been four years since you last met them. You had been in contact with a few of your friends from college, but had lost most of them eventually. Some faces greet you with a friendly smile which you instantly return, while some just dismiss your presence as you do the same.

Taehyung had been keen on bringing you to your college reunion this time, one that happens every two years. You don't know why they hold a reunion every two years. Presumably, you had missed the first party and had then met an absolutely enraged Taehyung as he had failed to spot you at the location it was held at.

So now, here you were, leaning against the bar with a champagne flute in one of your hands and the other nervously twirling your hair. You were not specifically excited or even scared to meet someone, except one person.

Kim Seokjin.

Even the mere thought of his name brings heat straight to your face and you cower behind the glass, taking a sip from it to hide your sudden blush.

You and him went way back to your childhood days. Both of you became friends as you were neighbours and then went on to become classmates in college. He had always been your support system and safe place when you went through the ups and downs of your life, your best friend.

He had also been one more thing.

Your first love.

You were never able to act on your feelings, always too scared to break the friendship or distance yourself from him. You confidently believed that he didn't reciprocate your love, that his love was just platonic, not because he dated other people frequently. No, he rarely did that. The only girlfriend he ever had was one in the last year of highschool, when you weren't classmates yet, just neighbours and friends. 

The thing which made you believe that he never loved you, and will never love you, was an incident that took place during  your last year.

— 4 years ago —

"Where are we even going, Heejin?"

"To the gym." she delightfully responds as she drags you across the corridors, heading towards the gym.

"What for?" you exasperatedly groan.

Her eyes sparkle with mischief and a slight bit of adoration as she answers.

"Jinyoung is there. The boys are practising for their next match. Might as well catch them in action, yeah?" she winks at you as she pulls you inside the gym, pushing open the doors authoritatively.

Loud laughter greets you as soon as you step inside, followed by incoherent mumbles and yellings of excited boys. All of them fall to deaf ears for you, except for one.

Seokjin's.

The fact that he was the captain of the basketball team had completely slipped your mind. His windshield laugh only allows you to know that he might have made some stupid joke or pun, and is now laughing heartedly at it.

Your lips, who seem to have a mind of their own, form a smile at the sound of his happiness. You can imagine his crinkled eyes, full lips stretched into a proud grin, his handsome face contorted into pure mirth and his shoulders shaking from his joy.

The realisation that you loved him had dawned on you long ago, and the feelings just increased every time you saw him, heard him or thought of him, with an aching feeling inside your heart. 

You were not so sure about what he would reciprocate if you opened up your heart to him, but still were hopeful. His actions were the ones of a best friend, but there were some moments where you felt like maybe even he was in this a little too deep, if not as much as you were.

You and Heejin settle behind the door that seperated the lockers from the main court. The laughter soon died and suddenly Jinyoung spoke up.

"Jin, your turn! Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

A series of ooh's followed his choice and both you and Heejin held your breath in excitement for what's to come next.

"Okay so," started a lanky boy who had been leaning against the lockers all the time, with mischief in his eyes.

"Who'd you fuck? Y/N or Hana?" he ended and everyone present in the gym went quiet at the question.

You could hear your heartbeat up in your ears and your eyes were as wide as saucers as you registered Heejin staring at you with the same surprised reaction, while gulping to watch your expressions. 

"What the fuck?" Seokjin gasped out as the fog of shock faded slowly from around everyone present there.

All the boys except Jinyoung and Yoongi started the usual series of laughter and noises as their anticipation for Seokjin's answer rose steadily, two of them even having the nerve to clap him on the back in a friendly, nonchalant way. The lanky boy was now grinning from ear to ear as he stood straight, standing as tall as Jin and advanced towards the middle of the group, directly in front of Jin.

"Aww, seems like someone is scared that his best friend will be upset if he disagrees to fuck her." he says in a mocking, high pitched tone while jutting out his bottom lip to mimick a dramatic pout.

Laughter breaks out almost immediately and you try to hide yourself from the girl beside you. These were college boys, immature and insensitive. You could not take their words seriously and let them affect your thoughts.

"Oh, or wait." the same lanky boy, whom now you recognised as Woomin continued, "Don't tell me you are hesitant because you want to have sex with her?"

Silence spreads once again while some of the boys morphed their expression into one of disgust, mumbling shocked profanities under their breath or to each other, inaudible to you, but quite obviously those not in your favour. A string of ‘what?, really?, oh my god seokjin no!' were passed through them which made you want to run away.

Jin stood in shocked poise even when Woomin walked up too close for him to be comfortable, looked him straight in his eyes with a sly smirk as he opened his mouth once again to spew utter nonsense.

"Tell me, Seokjin. Would you fuck Y/N or not?" he asked in an almost whisper.

"I'm not answering a shitty question like that." Jin spoke through gritted teeth while his whole form was on the verge of shuddering.

Woomin stepped back and spread his arms in an authoritative manner, still looking at him in the eyes.

"If you don't then we'll know it's a yes."

Jin's eyes grew as wide as they could while he took a small step back, his whole body language shouting "DEFENSE MODE! DIE OR SURRENDER"

Woomin and the boys doubled down in laughter, him hitting his knee with his hand while one tall guy, taller than Seokin, says,

"Not Y/N Jin. Not her." as he scrunches his nose in disappointment and visible disgust at the thought.

Your heart dropped to your feet when you saw Jin feeling all attacked and hesitant, even considering answering this shitty question to save his pride or erase his cowardness.

He regained his footing as he straightened up, eyes still wide as a toddler's and lips trembling to form an answer.

"I won't."

If you wanted to run away before, now you want to bury yourself right then and there especially when a whole team is having a conversation about you with Heejin not so sneakily trying to glance at you to gauge your reaction.

"Why?" Woomin oh so smugly questions and Seokjin had to stick his chin up, if ever so slightly with hesitation visible as daylight in his form to get himself and his answer approved by his beloved team.

Of course Jin won't fuck his bestfriend, why would he? You think. He might reason it as you being his best friend and your dynamic being platonic, leaving no space for y'all to think about sex with each other but what he says next has tears welling up in your eyes as you try to hold them back from falling.

"I would never fuck someone like her."

You couldn't stop yourself from running away from there while choking on a sob. You didn't care anymore what Heejin thought about your reaction, you wanted to be away from everyone.

You kind of knew that Jin always thought of you platonically but never in a million years would you have thought of him referring to you like this, as if you were some untouchable, unfuckable being who only spewed disgust from others when she went in front of them.

The tears were unstoppable as they dampened your pillow, one that you had stuffed your face in as soon as you reached home and shut the door of your bedroom to save yourself from the prying eyes of your roommate.

You were never confident about your body. You knew you didn't have the model figure but you also didn't regard it dismissively with contempt and disgust. You weren’t fat but you weren't size zero either. Your heart broke when you thought of people regarding you like this for your appearance.

You pinch at the flesh of the slight cellulite forming on your thighs and cry out louder. You knew you were being insensitive with yourself, blaming yourself for a natural cause. But, you never knew why he disregarded you so easily. It could have been your body, it could have been your personality, it could have been you.

Haste and anger lead to the worst decisions ever.

The same happened when you decided to distance yourself from Jin to get over him and to also process your feelings and thoughts about the most childish game you had witnessed.

You stop the waiter to get your fifth glass of champagne as Taehyung rambles on at your side about his latest encounter with Namjoon and Jimin at the Annual Business Conference, both of them working as Regional Managers for two leading companies when Taehyung himself worked as the CEO's personal assistant of a major tech firm. Both of them were unable to attend the reunion and thus Taehyung was giving the details about their whereabouts to you.

You spot Yoongi a second later, striking up a conversation with the DJ of the night, who was doing a lazy job at hyping up the crowd, given the low beat and soft tone of the music he played.

You nonchalantly glide your eyes over the crowd when suddenly Taehyung pauses his ramble causing you to look at him. He donned his boxy grin as his eyes sparkled up with recognition. As you follow his line of sight, you spot your worst nightmare, or maybe your best dream.

Seokjin gracefully strides over to you in his full glory. Wearing a black shirt with a few buttons open at the top, covered by a black blazer, while his shirt was tucked into black slacks which impressively showcased his thighs, he looked like a fucking god. His hair was side parted, one part fell onto his eyes while the other was swept back with the most beautiful mullet. He had let go of a tie and one of his hands was in his pocket while the other held a champagne flute.

Dionysus might have been ashamed of the sight in front of him. Seokjin looked alluring, especially with the alcohol in his hand, he gave a complex to the Greek god himself. His plump, full lips were in a dashing smile as his eyes crinkled at the ends with joy.

As if like a strong gust of wind, all the college days come back to you in a jiffy. You were reminded of the days you both spent sneaking out of your houses to have a walk at the park, the day you both were delighted to know you got in the same college, when you stayed with him at the skating park till nightfall and talked about everything, when you cheered for him from the bleachers during his games, when he comforted you during your first breakup, bringing tubs of your favourite ice cream and watching sappy romance movies with you all night. When you realised you were in love with him, the night of your college fair, everything.

You also remember the days when he tried to talk to you but you merely made an excuse or ran away. You remember how your hangouts and meetings kept on decreasing till they stopped completely. You remember how he still smiled at you whenever you ran into each other and never showcased any annoyance or sourness, you remember it all.

He quickly engulfs Taehyung in a hug as he excitedly shouts his name. You notice how his biceps flex through the blazer as he wraps an arm around Taehyung and quickly pulls your eyes away, gulping down the remainder of your champagne.

You are the next one he will greet, of course. You know he is still a gentleman and that he never stopped considering you as a friend. He lets go of Taehyung and soon speaks.

"Hey man it's been a long time, yeah?"

"Says the man who’s holed up in his office at every opportunity he gets."

"Says the man who works for the CEO but when I ask if he'd like to be CEO, he declines."

"What the fuck does it even mean?"

"CEO you know — C each other."

You could not stop the laughter bubbling in your throat as it came out in a giggle when Taehyung groaned while facepalming himself at Jin's stupid pun.

"Oh my god that was so lame, Jin" he says.

He laughs his legendary laugh as his eyes land on you and not to be dramatic or something, but your breath truly hitches when you see those beautiful orbs stare right into yours. All traces of laughter vanish from his face as a dashing smile takes its place instead.

"Y/N" he breathes out almost in a whisper, while tilting his head a bit so as to truly look at you. He smugly takes your hand in his and leaves a soft kiss on your knuckles as you stare at him in awe, jaw slack due to surprise and a blush creeping up your neck and cheeks at his actions.

"Kim Seokjin at your service, my lady." he says as he bows down gracefully, your hand still in his. You furrow your brows in question at his sudden odd behaviour but still can't stop getting all flustered at it. He notices your state and pulls you in for a hug with the same hand.

The music seemed to have gotten slower and as you crashed against his chest, still in a shock, your senses went into an overdrive. His cologne fills your nose and the hand that finds solace around your waist burns into your skin. Your eyes widen but soon, you relax within his grasp. Trying to calm down your breathing, you cancel out, or try to cancel out your feelings creeping back in your mind. You also try to ignore the erratic beating of his heart, mistaking it as your own.

"Jokes aside, Y/N." he whispers with a laugh and tilts his head down, unconsciously sniffing your hair.

"I've missed you." he mumbles into your hair and you unknowingly wrap your arms around his torso which had been lying limp by your sides.

He missed you.

You realise the meaning of his words, Seokjin has missed you. All this while when you thought that maybe he would have forgotten a girl like you, he says that he never did. But of course again, you guys have always been friends, even though distant after a point. So you try not to overthink his words more and mumble a small 'same' as you detach yourself from him, fighting your heart who wants to stay there forever.

He settles in the space between you and Taehyung and smiles wistfully at the crowd and basically, everything. He looks at you again, with nothing but softness in his eyes.

"It's been so long since we last heard from each other, right?"

"Yeah, it has been."

"I think since graduation?"

Before you can even open your mouth, Taehyung jumps into action.

"What? You both haven't talked since graduation?" his eyes were all owlish and eyebrows knitted in confusion.

"Yes. I tried to find her contacts but was not successful and I asked you once but I guess you forgot? So I didn't pester you more." he says with a light apologetic smile that makes your heart sink.

He had tried to contact you but you hadn't, even though you very much wanted to locate him and run into his arms.

Taehyung reasons his lack of response as his short term memory and thinking he has already replied to the message when in reality, he hasn't and expresses his concerns on technology and it's increasing disadvantages when Seokjin shuts his mouth up and stops the conversation from going further downhill, thanks to him being a Computer Engineer and coming up with advances that made Taehyung go tight lipped at once.

The flow had changed, you were no longer the one they were talking about and you were glad that you were spared from giving a reason for not being communicative with Jin. You try to focus on their conversation but soon zone out when you realise that they are having an argument on who's better, Mario or Luigi.

The moment you are truly pulled back into the conversation is when you felt an arm drape itself around your shoulders and you realised that Jisn was pulling you into him, if only ever so slightly. Your cheeks go pink at his action and you once again hide behind your glass, taking a sip from it casually.

"Taehyung tells me that I am not a crazy Harry Potter fanboy. Y/N, kindly enlighten him." he laughs in his full glory as he brings you a bit forward and looks at Taehyung smugly, as if to tell him he has already lost the debate.

You scoff amusingly at his words and start enthusiastically.

"Oh Tae, you should've seen his bedroom when he was in high school. Completely decorated with Harry Potter posters and a print of the Marauder's Map pinned near his desk. He had almost transformed his bed into the classic four poster gryffindor dorm bed but then thought better."

Taehyung defensively glares at you as Seokjin victoriously smiles at his flustered state.

"But I- umm- I, was right. He is not a fanboy anymore, he is a fanman."

"Oh no." you groan.

"Oh my god that was so lame, Taehyung. Worse than my dad jokes."

"I, for one, second this notion." you say and immediately high five Seokjin as he brings up his hand. He unknowingly flexes his fingers right after he lets go of your touch.

Taehyung whines like a child and stomps his foot.

"Ugh, you guys always gang up against me. I think I'm gonna go find Yoongi." and with that, he leaves the both of you at your own mercy.

Seokjin glances around the whole area and resorts to sipping from his drink as you nervously do the same. You could feel your hands get sweaty and your body on the verge of shivering as you shuddered with the anxiety and awkwardness of being alone with Jin, neither of you speaking a single word. It's as if he sensed your thoughts exactly at that moment and turned to look at you with a lone smile.

"So," he begins,"How have you been?"

"Great, a lil busy but, yeah."

"I sensed you were busy." he chuckles while shaking his head and looking at his feet, your insides aching once more at the sight.

You know why he thinks you were busy. It's because you never sought him out, never tried to find him, never tried to do nothing. Little does he know, it's all you've ever wanted, but the shrivelled up rose in your heart extends its thorns, caging you whole, not allowing you to act on your instincts, but on your overthinking abilities. But now standing face to face, you have to put up a front and answer him.

"Yeah, well. What about you?"

"Same."

And you both fall back into that silence once again. This time though, it's less unnerving, slightly calming, and a lot suspicious. It feels like the calm before a storm. You don't know yet in what way it will greet you, but you can feel it coming in your bones, anxiously twisting your fingers to try and come up with a conversation starter, when Jin eventually breaks the ice, the storm beginning with a heavy downpour.

"To be honest," he says while leaning back against the bar and cocking his head to look at you, still with softness, grace and adoration, no malice.

"I still don't really understand what happened between us."

Your mind shuts down and goes into an overdrive at the same moment. You knew this question was due some time but you had no idea that time would be so soon. Now that the question lingers in the air, you don't know how to reply to him. You can't let your feelings come to the surface so easily and you definitely can't let him know your childish decision, a result of an immature game. The only resort left is nonsensical, but you go for it anyway.

"What?" you laugh inquisitively, feigning confusion. "What are you talking about?" you ask, putting up your best act.

It's like even after all these years, Seokjin can see right through you and your facade. He shakes his head and lets his hands fall down to his side.

"Don't play coy with me now, Y/N. You know what I'm talking about."

Busted.

He looks at you expectantly, as if you were going to give him the whole world, which you wish to, but can't. You can't come up with any reasons for your departure from his life. You know he had tried to get you back, but it was you, it had always been you.

"I think we just weren't that good of friends."

He laughs mirthlessly, still not discarding his softness though.

"We were the best."

You indeed were, but these hands of yours had to let him go free or else you would have fallen in a ditch so deep, the hands you held then would have been of no help. He had left a permanent mark on you, glowing in the dark were his words and your memories with him. You were that good with him.

"I had to watch you leave." he says, pausing your thoughts. "Watch you leave me."

He laughs again, but sadly.

A bubble of anger starts rising in your stomach at his statement. He had to watch you leave but shouldn't he have been happy that you left? You mean, you were always the weird one and he is better off without someone like you.

"You were better without someone like me anyways." you mutter the words under your breath, a little too loud though, scared of what might happen if he hears them but still eager to let him hear them.

"What?"

"Nothing, Jin. Why are we talking about things which happened so long ago?" you laugh it away.

"Because they matter to me." he stands straight now, towering over you handsomely. Exerting a sense of dominance, but softly.

"I don't want to discuss the past right now."

"No. What did you mean by someone like you?"

You groan like a kid.

"Someone like me." you vaguely gesture towards yourself, doing a once over with your hands.

"Huh? Why do you say it as if it's a bad thing to be like you?" he is utterly confused which only confuses you more. Wasn't he the one who had found problems in you? Why is he acting so vague then?

"You tell me."

"Can you stop beating around the bush?" He runs a hand through his hair in utter exasperation and lets it fall limp at his side in a tightly clenched fist.

"Leave it." you say a little too loud so that a few heads turn in your direction.

Seokjin gently takes your wrist in his hand and directs you towards the empty hallway leading towards the exit. He stands in front of you as your back faces the wall, a mere inches away from it, but you stand confidently and he never tries to overpower you.

"I just can't leave it." he gulps and if you didn't know better you'd say he looked nervous.

"Tell me, Y/N. What happened?"

The memory of that day still stings you painfully. It's not in your best interests to recall it, especially in front of the person who stars in it. You close your eyes and laugh mirthlessly. It's an irony that he has to be the one to ask this question and not the other way around. So, you dare to say the truth after all.

"Oh I'm sorry. I meant to say 'someone like her'" you make air quotes around and open your eyes just in time to catch his face, drained of all colour and eyes as wide as possible.

His lower lip quivers and he takes a step back in mock defence, the stance taking you back to the day when he was asked the dreadful question, poised similarly, in shock and ever ready to defence. It's just a second's difference then, that you find his eyes have glossed slightly, and he tries to not catch your eye.

"You- you, I- how do you know that?"

"I was there, Seokjin."

"What?"

You smirk mockingly and look up at him. His eyes are blown out as you stare at him, holding your gaze for a long time before breaking a little.

"Me and Heejin, we were in the gym that day."

You render him speechless, thus continuing with your revelation.

"She wanted to sneak up on Jiyoung, when we - " you gulp and look away from him.

"When we caught up on your little game and it was your turn."

"And you-"

"I did. I heard your answer."

Your heart is already racing at a million miles an hour and the speed threatens to increase itself when you look at him. He is on the verge of tears, truly shaking. Embarrassment flows through him as he refuses to meet your eyes. You feel your heart break and you almost extend your hand to him, to hold him.

"I, I am sorry, Y/N." he finally steadies himself and reciprocates your gaze. "I didn't mean it."

"You mean, you wanted to fuck me?"

"That was a shitty question which I didn't want to answer, but was compelled to."

You notice how he doesn't deny your assumption but you keep it to yourself, after all, it's time you know the truth behind the words he had dared to speak out loud.

"So, you said the truth, right?"

"Why would I think of you with contempt, Y/N?" he fists his hair and pleads to you with his eyes.

"I don't know, you tell me."

He takes a deep breath and sombers up his expression, still showcasing guilt and embarrassment.

"I was a young, immature, frat boy, then. You know how it works. The boys in my team considered themselves to have a certain standard that everyone had to match. I needed them to be in my favour, I was the captain. So I panicked when Woomin asked the question and replied what would have been in their best interests."

"In their best interests? What do you mean?"

You hold your breath for what's to come next as you can visibly see Seokjin tremble in front of you, contemplating giving you the answer or against it.

"Seokjin." you whisper slowly, and nod your head.

He exhales shakily and takes one of your hands in his. He starts speaking while looking down at your hands and rubbing circles on the back of it, soothingly.

"They didn't like you. Always ridiculed me for being friends with you. I ignored them most of the time as my attempts to change their thoughts had failed, miserably. That day," he sniffs and you look up to see a lone tear threatening to fall out of his eyes and mark his sadness, "I tried to dismiss them at first. But when I had no other option left, I had to say what I thought they would agree with."

You unconsciously grip his hand tighter at that and he looks up at you.

"That was the stupidest, shittiest move I had ever made and I still regret it. But you know they say, college is the place where your minds are the most indecisive. Mine was. And I came under the decisions of my peers. I am sorry."

You don't even know how to react to him, or how to conceive his words peacefully. The fog was clearing out each passing second but he still stood amongst its core, trying to shout for you, waving his hands around to lessen the mist. You open your mouth and close it again, wordlessly. Gulping audibly, you still don't retrieve your hand from his.

"You could've said anything else."

"I know." he squeezes your hand.

He doesn't say sorry once again, as he knows it's pointless. He now takes your other hand in his free hand.

"Y/N, please understand. I would never, even in my wildest dreams, have thought those things about you. Never."

You laugh and look at him now shedding tears. He was crying and you had not broken yet. You mindlessly free one of your hands from his grip and bring it up to his cheek, wiping away the stray tear. You realise your action and go to take your hand back when he keeps his palm over yours, holding your hand right there.

You stare at him wide eyed as he softly leans into your touch, relaxing at it. His eyes are pleading with you, asking you to understand him. He was driven by peer pressure. You could see the disgust written all over his teammates face at your mention, then. Of course, you had forgiven him a long time ago, when you were no longer an immature college student. But watching him plead for forgiveness so earnestly stirs your heart.

"Jinnie," his face lights up at the nickname you've called him by since your childhood,"I get it. It was childish of me for running away from you due to this reason, I am sorry. I, I just couldn't face you after knowing you thought of me with such contempt. It was," you look away and stare at the thin glitter lining on his suit, mumbling your next words almost quietly,"heartbreaking."

"Y/N, look at me."

You look at him and your world shifts. He is staring at you with tears, adoration, love and a fading loneliness. Your past swims in them and they crinkle to form his handsome smile when he looks down at you.

"Keep your heart breakable, but never by the same hand twice. I don't want to be the same hand again. I promise, I will never break your heart."

You smile at his words and rub your thumb over his cheek.

"I won't break your heart either, ever."

These words felt so intimate, you didn't know what he was thinking of. Your words were the result of your evergreen love for him, his words, maybe not?

"I tried to get you back, but failed."

Ah, yes. The time you avoided him like the plague.

"I was scared of many things, to be honest. Almost all of them were me and my mind thinking the worst case scenario and dwelling over it. I needed to be away from you. It has helped me, broke me, healed me, but with scars."

His eyebrows form a crease.

"I don't understand."his voice breaks.

"I - " you shake your head and close your mouth. You can't tell him that you love him. If you do so, this time he'll be the one to run away.

He lifts your chin up delicately. He was crying. Not in the way that only some tears marked his beautiful face, but in a way that made it hard for him to breathe. He leans his forehead against yours and closes his eyes, letting the tears fall down steadily and you immediately intertwine your fingers with his.

"I was a mess when you stopped smiling at me. I was a mess when you stopped talking to me. After college I tried again, but was never able to reach out to you." He laughs,"I guess, I was scared too. Scared of you not acknowledging me once again and me going into the wallowing state. Though, I never left it. Maybe because I know that I still, I," he pauses and gulps audibly.

"I love you, Y/N."

What the actual fuck?

He loves you? The man you have loved your whole life loves you? Your jaw drops to the floor and you search his eyes for some kind of joke but all that stares back at you is love. He closes them and that's when you realise he might be waiting for some kind of reaction from you.

"Wha- you- how…you love me?"

"Always have."

He renders you speechless, all you could do is stare at him wide eyed. His confession stirred your insides to an extent that it was hard for you to stand up straight, or process the happenings around you.

"I loved you but didn't want anyone to know about it, as i was scared. That you'd run away from me, that I'll lose you. Well, for my bad luck, it did happen eventually." he chuckles sadly and continues.

"But I can't afford to lose you again."

Your face lights up with joy and contentment at his words and you finally let out a sigh of relief. Atlast, your question of years has been answered. The fog has cleared and you see yourself standing with him, position same as that of now, except none of you are crying. You know it's finally the time you let out the words you've been meaning to tell him since years.

"I love you too, Jin." you mumble so quietly he might have almost missed it if not for his attentive listening when it comes to you.

"You, you do?" He looks so happy and expectant.

"It was the main reason why I had to go away from you, to get over you."

"Oh my god, we were idiots."

He pulls you flush against his chest and hugs you tightly while kissing the top of your head.

"Not anymore though." you mumble into his chest and you swear you could hear, rather than see his smile. Pulling away from him, for a second only, you wrap your hands around his neck and stand on your tiptoes, your lips hovering over his.

"Kiss me, Y/N. Please."

And you press your lips to his.

He takes no time in kissing you back, moving his lips against yours slowly as you sigh into the kiss. Sparks fly around you and you melt into him immediately. His lips are soft, just as you had dreamt of so many times. And they taste sweet, just like you had expected them to. Your senses go into an overdrive and you start moving your jaw against his with increased vigour. He senses it almost immediately and presses himself to you as your back hits the wall. His tongue glides across your bottom lip and you give him access to your mouth, tasting his mouth for the first time, ferevering the sweet taste and —

"I always knew you both would end up together. Oh my god."

You both break away from the kiss and snap your heads towards the source of the voice at the same time.

Taehyung was standing there with a hand grasped over his heart, to feign adoration and surprise. You can feel a shy smile creeping up on your lips as you look away from him.

"Go away, Tae." Seokjin grumbles at him playfully.

"Oh yeah, sorry. Carry on, lovebirds." he giggles like a schoolgirl and disappears as quickly as he had appeared.

You and Seokjin look at each other for a hot second after his departure before breaking into laughter. You clutch at his biceps and he holds your waist as you both keep on laughing heartily. None of you know why you are laughing. Maybe it was because of the encounter with Taehyung, maybe it was because of the irony at how things had turned out, or maybe it was because you both were finally so happy you couldn't control it.

Happy tears well up in your eyes and your chest and stomach start aching by the intensity of your joy.

"My lungs are aching, oh god. I need to stop laughing." You say, while laughing.

"Well I think then we truly do be-lung with each other."

And, you laugh again. This time it goes on and on while you look at each other, full of love, adoration, respect and promises.

After all, you both had dared to tell the truth and are now revelling in its bliss.

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[urfavnegronerd]

some more jack harlow brain rot-- a certified music brat

hey yall hey music brain rot time because i'm considering music production as a major for uni

so on my way home i forced listened to lovin on me by jack harlow on the way home from school today, the unedited explicit version that is not radio appropriate and i have THOUGHTS

okay SO :

the whole "i dont like no whips and chains and you cant tie my down, but you can whip your lovin on me" overlay is... not good. at 0:31 in the song, the overlay drops and there's OBVIOUS POTENTIAL IN THE SONG the bassline is so so beautiful, as well as the cymbals (my music teachers got deported so i don't have a formal music education i don't know the fancy words) which compliment each other beautifully and at this point we have that cute little "young j a c k aka rico like suave (WHICH IS FUCKING INSANE FOR SOME KENTUCKY WHITE BOY TO KNOW WHAT RICO SUAVE IS BUT ANYWAY) young enrique speaking of aka". THAT BAR WAS FUCKING NASTY ILL OKAY? NASTY MF ILL ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? the flow on that bar was insane and RIGHT on the pocket i cannot it was amazing. giving very much white men CAN jump vibes, ya dig? AND THEN THIS BASTARD DROPS THAT FLOW COMPLETELY AND GOES INTO THE CHORUS/ BRIDGE THING (no formal training leave me alone) and the overlay happens again. sigh. my thing is there is so much potential (either in his bars or in the beat) and it just... goes to waste??? pisses me off real bad.

and then he has another nasty ill bar about young missionary WHICH DROPS THE OVERLAY AGAIN AND ITS JUST BASS AND CYMBALS WHICH IS FUCKING AMAZING and it was so good but i feel like that bar kinda fell off with that whole lord farquaad (unserious ass nigga) line where he loses the flow a little bit which pissed me AWF

but anyway. i think i should make in-depth music reviews a thing on this page, lmk what u think

#jack harlow #jackman harlow #jack harlow fic #jack harlow x black reader #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow fluff #jackman thomas harlow #music #lovin on me #jack harlow x you #trending #spotify #music brat #rae rambles #rae rants #rae talks #fyp #trends #viral video #trendingnow #viral

[whorekneecentral]

since u asked for more sugardaddy! jenson, how about him bringing you to a fancy gala he got invited to and he lowkey gets jealous cuz you’re getting everyone’s attention with the dress you’re wearing so he decides to leave early and can’t hold it anymore so yall have sum good ol car sex🤤

 different version of gala with sugar daddy!jenson -- I got you bestie don’t even <3

Jenson was stood by the bar when he saw you or rather heard you, from across the room. Your laughter was one of those unmistakable sounds, something that he held near and dear to his heart. 

He had brought you along with him to Italy for one of the galas that he was invited to but also because you need a little getaway from school and well, who doesn't wanna be whisked off to Italy ? 

The black dress you had on had a draped back and halter top front, with a slit along your left leg. Jenson wasn't the only person admiring how beautiful you looked in your dress. One of the company officers stood beside you at the table, your hand resting on his arm as you two laughed about whatever it was he said.

“Having fun?” Jenson asks, standing beside you and his hand rests on your lower back. He pulls you into his side, you smile at him. “Yeah, Mike was just telling me a story.” 

“Yeah? What’s so funny?” Jenson asks, his tone flat. You could tell he wasn’t interested. 

You give them a smile and Jenson gives you a look, one you know all too well; it was time to go. 

The event was wrapping up anyways and Jenson said that he was tired, excusing the two of you earlier than the rest of the crowd. 

Once you got the car from valet, the two of you headed down the road back towards the place you were staying. The villa where the event was being held was in a, area where there weren't many houses and mostly open fields.

Jenson pulls over and you look over at him. “What?” 

“Come here,” he pats his lap, sliding the seat back a bit. You roll your eyes, slipping your heels off before climbing over onto his lap. “You’re exhausting,” you tell him, his lips on your neck and already moving down to kiss along your chest. 

“And you’re mine.” He says, pushing your dress up over your hips. “No panties?” He smiles, not surprised.

“Didn’t want lines under my dress,” you shrug, earning another smile. 

Jenson lets you shift back for a moment, your and manicure fingers undoing the belt and button on his pants. It was another moment before he feels you sink down onto him. You sigh at the feeling of him stretching you out, you never quite got used to the feeling of it. 

His hand grips your jaw, pulling your focus to him. “Who’s my pretty girl?” he asks and your cheeks flush red, “hm?” his eyes find yours and you just smile. 

Jenson smiles, pulling you close for a kiss. “I know I don’t say it or it’s against the rules or whatever but, you know I love you, right?” He whispers against your lips. 

“Yeah,” you smile, “me too.” 

Oh boy, were you two in way over your head. 

#sugar daddy!jenson #jenson button #jenson button smut

[gizkasparadise]

Best fairy tale esque Asian drama

Beauty and beast type

Little mermaid type

Aladdin type

Cindy type

Etc

oh interesting! here's what comes to mind

for a beauty and the beast parallel, i think my favorites are:

hotel del luna. gender-swapped version! the female lead is a hedonistic immortal being cursed to run a hotel for ghosts due to her Traumatic Backstory. the male lead is a recent harvard graduate who was born for middle management and is in way, way over his head as he tries to teach her how to balance a checkbook

love between fairy and devil. the female lead is a little naive, very sheltered young flower immortal who accidentally unleashes the devil from a mystical space magic prison. so gorgeous and unexpectedly wonderful

for little mermaid:

my girlfriend is a gumiho draws direct comparisons to this story throughout its plot! it's a romcom/action/lite horror show about a gumiho (fox demon) who ends up transferring her power to a guy who wants to become a stuntman/action movie star. very cute and aggressively 2010 teen movie

i havent seen it yet, but legend of the blue sea is about mermaids and based off of a korean fairytale

for cinderella/rags-to-riches

okay it's not super cinderella-y on the surface, but princess agents has this vibe in a way? but instead of A Fancy Party the heroine instead was given An Awesome Sword, Spy Training, and Several Noblemen with Complexes

continuing to be super liberal with this interpretation, empress ki has the female lead go from smuggler to slave to concubine to empress. work.

shopping king louie is sort of this fairytale in reverse: the rich male lead loses his memories and ends up relying on a poor country girl. very fluffy and cute

100 days my prince is like a joseon version of shopping king louie, but at times darker with the subplots

i think a good chunk of 2000-2010ish kdramas basically lived on this trope

for aladdin i couldnt think of anything direct, so here's sort of a broader "making wishes/deals with immortal powerful fantasy beings":

mystic pop-up bar is about a cursed immortal female lead who runs a pop-up bar and is trying to resolve human being's grudges/grant their wishes by teaming up with a former ghost cop and a regular guy (or is he?) that has a special power of his own

goblin is about a girl who finds out she was destined to be the "goblin's bride" and bring about the death of an immortal cursed general who has been looking for a way to die for several centuries at this point. some wishes/genie-esque dynamics

angel's last mission: love. female lead is a cold, bitter former ballerina who has closed herself off from the world. male lead is her actual guardian angel. not one of my absolute favorites, but i liked the interesting dynamic and the OST is beyond gorgeouuuus

i did not like this drama that much but doom at your service might scratch this itch as well. the female lead is dying from cancer. the male lead is the actual manifestation of doom. would have been SO GOOD if it cut out the subplot and streamlined things a bit more

and these aren't really related to fairytales, but they have a similar vibe:

love and redemption. girl meets boy. boy is in a martial arts sect forbidden to love or marry. girl doesn't understand feelings and is in fact the reincarnated god of war. girl has also sort of killed boy for 9 lifetimes prior to this. boy keeps coming back for more because he thrives on masochism and costume changes. one of my top 3 favorite dramas

goodbye my princess is like someone had all the fairy tale tropes (rebellious princess, meeting while disguised, magical rivers) and then sort of took them in the backyard and shot them. lmao if you want it tragic, go here

craving more dysfunction junction? check out the wolf which starts with some sweet disney tarzan plot and escalates into fucking chaos

river where the moon rises is based on a piece of korean folklore. this one i wanted to like so much (and was enjoying for the first half), but the real-life drama lead to some unfortunate story complications (the show notoriously swapped out its male lead actor midway through airing)

alice in borderland draws a lot of parallels to alice in wonderland. it's survival horror so LMAO not the same vibe as the original story at all, but i figured i'd throw it in here. i have some mixed feelings about the drama, but i definitely binged it all

#asks! #kdrama #cdrama #jdrama

[leviathans-watching]

Hi!! This is my first time asking for anything so please bear with me lol-

so today is my birthday and I’d love it if you would write some fluff with the choose me trio!! It’d be absolutely amazing if you did all 7 brothers but it’d be perfectly fine if you only did the choose me boys! Hell, even just one of them would be perfect and make my day entirely. I don’t really have any preference for what you write, maybe them taking you out on a date or just hanging out at the HoL, really just whatever you feel like they would do for mcs birthday!

Thank you for reading this, and for being such an amazing writer!! I hope you have an amazing day and remember to stay hydrated and take plenty of breaks!

choose me trio bday dates

includes: mammon, levi, asmo x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

wc: .4k | rated g | m.list

warnings: food mentions/descriptions

a/n: HAPPY BDAY i hope you had a great day!! and sorry I'm only able to get you this now! i hope you enjoy. and tysm, that really means a lot! i will!

please reblog 0v0

➳ mammon wakes you up early, excitement clear in his eyes. “get up, get up!” he insists, pulling your covers back. “i got an awesome date planned for ya! you’re gonna love it!” once you’re finally up, he drags you to the mall where you go to the devildom version of build-a-bear, getting little karasu plushies with each other’s voices in them. he then takes you to lunch at a cute little cafe he noticed you eyeing, then to the movies for a show you’ve been dying to see. he’s attentive and adoring all day, and you’re touched by the clear signs that he’s been paying attention to you. it truly is the perfect day, and you make sure to thank him properly in a way that may or may not involve your lips on his.

➳ levi enlists simeon, luke, and solomon’s help to make you a banner and birthday breakfast, having it waiting for you when you get up. his brothers are all pissed and jealous, as was definitely his intention, and you can’t help but smile, savoring his satisfaction and the good food. he then drags you to his room where he gives you your gift, a new game for the two of you, a new show you can watch together, and a figurine that you’d had to pass on due to its price. you’re more than touched and immediately insist on starting the show, much to his delight. he then unveils the last of his gifts, an awesome ice-cream sundae bar for you to enjoy while you watch the show.

➳ asmo spends a lazy morning in with you, pampering you to the end of the earth and back. he won’t allow any argument. “this day is for you,” he insists, pushing you back down in front of the mirror with a smile. “and you deserve to be spoiled.” later, much later, when the two of you are finally presentable, he takes you to a higher end, romantic restaurant, where he gives you his gift, a beautiful ring that perfectly suits your personality. the waitress comments on how cute of a couple you are, and asmo preens. the night ends with both of you stuffed on fancy restaurant dessert and a few new posts on devilgram featuring the two of you.

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its late in every timezone but my own but w/e finally i have The Energy to write my annual quads day gift post

Nancor gave Gliese a bouquet of dried roses, as well as a dark chocolate bunny. he says that the latter isn't an early Easter gift, but boy do the Easter eggs seem to arrive in stores earlier every sweep!

Dismas gave Maidel half a dozen cupcakes, three of which are vanilla-flavoured and decorated to look like sheep, and the other three are black liquorice-flavoured and decorated to look like goats

Callan bought Gerrel a cheap fondue kit as well as some fruits and a lot of snacks perfect for dipping into the chocolate. as with any of his gifts, it's clear he just wants to eat fun foods with his moirail or have Gerrel do all the work for him. He's not expecting anything from Izuili, but if Izu surprises him he's got a back-up Chocolate Bar From His Pocket as a return gift. don't ask how long that's been in there

Ashe gave Cheran a box of chocolates shaped like anatomically-correct hearts, which he bought from Viltau so they're. um. let's just say Cheran will have no issue eating them without feeling ill afterwards. And he gave Jikiro a box of various chocolate liqueurs, making sure that at least one of the flavours is plum wine

Velour made Jamie a beanie with a subtle diamond pattern, and also gave him first pickings of any chocolate / quadrants day themed gift that was sent to him by his fans. he certainly isn't going to be able to eat all that chocolate on his own

Mikiel is still Going Through Shit rn so he did not visit Lyvere, but he has set aside a box of fancy chocolate truffles to say thanks for the care packages he's been leaving at Miki's doorstep. He's also got a box for Thrixe when he returns as well

Lucy was unable to give Anirus anything for Quadrants Day due to the situation in Vernrot, but he did enjoy spending time with them regardless and promises to make them a nice meal and also some cookies next time they visit

Sharle did manage to get the evening off work, but he totally forgot about a gift and picked up a box of expensive chocolates on the way to see Jamie. he's still new to this dating thing ok he's Trying

Viltau made Jikiro a box of artisanal chocolates with some unique flavours (like rose tea or macadamia + lemon myrtle), and will challenge Ji to identify every single flavour. If he succeeds, he will receive a prize: A chocolate tanuki statue that is holding a bouquet of chocolate roses, Amaury Guichon-style. For Kitaer, he made chocolates shaped like various body parts... All preserved in formaldehyde to resemble a murder mystery he challenged Kitaer to solving early on in their relationship.

Glasya bought Mikail some incredibly hot/spicy chili chocolates, but also made their own version as well. They want him to tell them which ones he prefers, and if he says the store-brand ones they will pout and pretend to get incredibly offended... But also ask him why so they can improve their craft and really knock his socks off next sweep >:3c

#ooc #spring and a storm #null and void #the prince and the pauper #art attack #lonely too long #dearly departed #starstruck #served ice cold #icebreaker #guiding you home #bluebirds #dressed to impress #kittau #mixed messages #if any gifts are repeats from previous years / 12th perigees no theyre not. my memory is a sieve #and we're just gonna pretend they're all fresh and new and exciting

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Forget the Starbucks order I wanna know what everyone's candy choice is. Are they Haribo gummy girls and boys, what's their fave chocolate bars, do they like Swedish fish, sour keys, or are they a Milk Duds and Red Vines person?

It's important information a reader needs to have.

OMG .okay pleasingrry does not eat candy . if he is having something sweet he is making himself some fancy dessert like idk a cream brulee or something like he goes ALL OUT. puppy is a chocolate girl so i think she likes kit kats and twix and snickers and just anything chocolately . sunshine loves sour patch kids but the watermelon version . and grumpy was initially like a red vines guy but now bc of sunshine he's also obsessed with watermelon sourpatch:)

#sunshine concepts #pleasing concepts

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Sing Yourself to Sleep - Part Six - Bucky x Y/N - Secret Love Song

This part has been my favourite to write so far, which is why it is the longest. And this song is actually what inspired the series. Based on Secret Love Song by Little Mix feat. Jason Derulo.

Some people say this song is actually an LGBT anthem, I feel that more so for the version with just Little Mix. In this version Derulo clearly sings 'Nobody knows, I'm in love with someone's baby.' So I take it to be that this version is more about an affair type situation. Music is always up to interpretation, so if you feel the song is about something different, that's okay. Anyways, Enjoy!

Bucky was sad, and angry, maybe mostly angry. He had been offered a weekend pass to go to London, but he didnt want to go. He did want to go, but not without her. He could picture it clear as day, walking through Hyde Park hand in hand, sitting in a cosy little pub with their arms around each other. Nobody would know them, nobody would know that she was married to another man, people would just see a soldier and a girl, his girl. Then at night, oh boy at night... Bucky imagined all the ways he would show her his undying love for her. The way he would touch and kiss her. It would be heaven.

Sadly his fantasy would stay just that. There was no way she could come with him. He would go alone, spend his days in a bar alone and his nights in bed alone. While she would be in bed with her husband.

Today was Tuesday, and Bucky had one more mission tomorrow before his weekend pass commenced. This was a big one, more planes going up at once than they ever had before. It was dangerous from what the CO's were saying. A lot of the men were nervous, Bucky didnt have time to be nervous when his thoughts were consumed by Y/N.

As with every mission they were treated to a big breakfast the morning of. Bucky walked into the mess hall to see Y/N laying out muffins for everyone. He walked up to her, eyeing the selection of baked goods. 'You always make such tasty treats.' She jumped, not realising he was behind her. 'Good morning, Major. What tickles your fancy today? Blueberry? Or Raspberry?' He looked at her, with the ost sinful of looks. He was undressing her with his eyes. 'You know exactly what I fancy.' She looked around to make sure nobody was within earshot. 'Someone might hear you!' she whisper-yelled. 'Its fine, nobodys listening. All too worried about todays mission.' She suddenly looked worried too, like she had forgotten the reason for such a spread of food until now.

'Are you nervous?' she looked up at him. 'Ah I'll be fine doll, don't worry about me. If you want though, I could use a good luck kiss..' he winked at her. She once again looked to make sure nobody was listening. 'Our closet? Thirty minutes?' 'Its a date. Or as close to a date as I can take you' He looked almost sad as he said it. He went to sit down next to Buck, ignoring his judging look.

Thirty minutes later they were in the supply closet kissing. Bucky wished he didn't have to be crammed into this tiny space, but it was the only way he could touch her or hold her. 'I'm going to miss you.' She said between kisses. 'I'll only be gone a day doll. How you gonna manage a hole weekend?' 'Weekend?' she said confused. 'Uh yeah, I've got a weekend pass, going to London for some R'n'R as they say... I'd love to take you with me.' She looked down, unable to meet his gaze even in the dark closet. 'You know I want to, but I can't.' He took her chin in his hands, forcing her to look at him. 'I know Y/N, a man can only dream of getting to spend a whole day nevermind a weekend with you. Maybe someday.' 'Someday.' she said half-heartedly.

The men left no more than an hour later. Y/N busied herself by baking. She figured the men would want something sweet when they came home. And they would come home. She settled on vanilla cupcakes with chocolate frosting. She baked six dozen cupcakes. Perhaps a little too many, but when she was baking she could pretend she wasnt anxiously waiting for her secret lover to return from a deadly mission. When she had baked all she could, she returned to her quarters. She decided to take a bath, shave her legs, style her hair and redo her makeup. I want to look nice for when Bucky returns. Not that it would matter, its not like she could run to him when he stepped out of the plane. She wouldnt be able to be anywhere near him, less she cause suspicion. Unless...

She walked up to the control tower where Albert and the other CO's were waiting for the planes to fly in. They were due back in around twenty minutes. Albert noticed her standing in the doorway, 'Hello sweetheart, what are you doing here?' He gave her a kiss on the cheek. She showed him the cupcakes she had brought with her. 'I made far too many, thought you boys might like some.' 'Thanks darling, oh chocolate!' As Y/N put the plate down in the middle of the table, Albert and the other men each took a cupcake. She sat talking to Albert and the other CO's until suddenly the sound of planes filled the air.

She watched one by one as the planes rolled in, mechanics and medics meeting them on the tarmac. 'How many do you count?' asked Albert. 'Eleven. Were missing five.' Harding replied. Please let Bucky be okay. Please. Then she saw him. Behing helped out of the plane. He was covered in blood. Oh no.

The flak had been more intense than Bucky had ever witnessed before. Five planes went down, with many more experiencing heavy damage and injured men. They barely made it out alive. He looked worse than he was though, A piece of flak had embedded itself in Bucky's shoulder. The doctors told him if it had just been a few inched over, it would have hit his heart and he'd be gone. He was covered in blood, most of it wasnt his though. Murph got hit pretty bad, Bucky did all he could to try stop the bleeding. He still wasn't sure if his friend was in the land of the living or not. All he wanted to do was ask for Y/N, tell someone to go find her. But he couldnt. The nurses woud wonder why he was so insistant on seeing the Colonel's wife.

Once he was checked over and stitched up, a nurse offered to take him to the washroom to get rid of the blood he was still covered in. He insisted he go alone however, wanting time to himself.

After some time, Y/N was desperate to get to the infirmary to check on Bucky. She didn't know how to go down there without causing suspicion. She then remembered the cupcakes. She could take some to the injured, the nurses would appreciate them too. She quickly excused herself from the controll tower, went back to the kitchen to grab another tray of cupcakes and made her way to the infirmary.

When she arrived, it was only slightly chaotic. Most of the injuries had been taken care of, the men resting. She went to the nurses station. Looking around her frantically, nowing she couldnt ask about Bucky specifically. She then saw a nurse changing the sheets on a bed, a bed covered in blood. Her thoughts ran wild. Oh no, he didnt make it. 'Mrs Clarke, what a lovely suprise.' it was a nurse, Marie, she thought her name was. 'I.. I wanted to bring some treats down to you all. Lift the mood.' 'Oh they look delicious. Thank you!' Just then another nurse walked up to Marie. 'Marie, where's Major Egan?' 'Oh he's in the washroom, insisted he go alone.' Thank God. 'Go check on him will you? Last thing we need is someone passing out in the washroom.' The older nurse replied before walking off. 'I best get back to work Mrs. Clarke, thanks again for the cupcakes.' With that the nurse walked away in the direction of the wash room.

She knew she shouldn't, it was risky, but she had to. She followed Nurse Marie to the washroom. She watched from around a corner as the nurse went inside, no sooner had she came in than she left again. Once she was gone, Y/N made her way in. The washroom was small, just two shower stalls with a curtain each and a basin on the other side of the wall. 'John?' she called out to him. 'I said I'm fine!' she shouted back. 'John, its me, Y/N.' His head poked out from behind the shower curtain, 'Y/N? What are you doing here?' She came further into the room, just the shower curtain separating them. 'Are you okay? I was so worried! I saw you come out of the plane, and you were covered in blood..' 'I'm fine doll. Got hit in the shoulder but I'm okay, most of it wasnt my blood. I didn't realise you were there when we landed.' 'I was in the control tower with Albert. It was the only way I could see you without rousing suspicion.'

That's the way it would always be. He would never get off a plane and see her standing there ready to run into his arms, he could never kiss her in the officers club the way other men kissed their red cross girls. It would always be cloak and dagger, hiding from the world. He wanted to badly to hold her, have her touch soothe away his aches and pains. 'Join me.' he said softly. She was taken aback 'Bucky, I can't... I shouldnt even be in here someone could walk in at any moment.' The look on his face near broke her. 'Please doll, I need you.' He pulled back the curtain, revealing himself to her. She could see his stitched up shoulder, the bruises along his chest and ribs. He still looked like a Greek god. His eyes were pained, silently begging her for comfort. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, stepping out of her shoes and letting her skirt drop to her feet. She undid her bra, pushing her panties to the floor. He looked at her in awe. Like an angel ready to guide him to heaven. It was the first time they had actually seen eachother fully naked; every other encounter they had was rushed in dark spaces, most clothing remaining on. 'You're beautiful.' he said softly. He held out his hand to her, she took it and stepped inside the shower with him, letting the warm water wash over her.

Arms around eachother, her head on his chest , they stood there silently. No words were needed. Most of the blood had been washed away, except for a few stubborn bits where it had dried in. She took the washcloth and some soap, gently moving the cloth over him, careful not to hurt him. 'That feels nice.' he whispered. Whispered, as if he was afraid any sudden movements or loud noises would shatter the dream he was in.

His dream was shattered when the door to the washroom opened. Y/N panicked, backing herself into the corner of the shower as if it could somehow swallow her. 'Bucky? You okay in there?' It was Gale Cleven. 'Yeah.. Yeah I'm all good Buck. Just relaxing.' Bucky shouted back. 'You've been in there a long time..' Buck replied. Bucky shouted, perhaps a little too forcefully; 'Dammit Buck I said I'm fine!' 'Alright, if you say so...' Buck's voice trailed off as he left the room, but not before he noticed that not all the clothing lying on the floor belonged to Bucky.

'Oh god, that was close.' Y/N breathed a sigh of relief. 'I wish we didn't have to hide from him like this.' Bucky replied sullenly. 'I know, me too. But its the only way.' Bucky looked at her, he wanted to shout to the whole world that she was his. 'Come to London with me.' he said suddenly. 'What? Bucky how on earth could I-' 'It will be great! A whole weekend of just me and you, no hiding, no stolen moments in closets. Just me and you.' She could see the desperation in his eyes. 'I would love that, but what would I tell Bertie?' 'I don't know, I don't know anything. I just want to be with you.'

They had left not long after, Y/N drying her hair and quickly running back to her quarters, Bucky leaving a few moments later. Bucky was told to stay in the infirmary overnight so they could keep an eye on his stitches. He wasnt best pleased. He had too much time to sit and think, think about her, think about her and her husband. It killed Bucky that Y/N was lying next to him at night while Bucky lied in a small infirmary bed. Y/N was torn. She wanted so badly to go with Bucky to London, but knew it was next to impossible. She was afraid Albert was starting to sense something was off, he asked her 'Are you okay dear?' more often than she could count. It was when she was once again baking enough muffins for the whole air force that she had the idea...

Bucky lay in his army-issued pajamas in the infirmary. He had hardly slept and was in a crabby mood, most of the nurses were avoiding him. Then he heard a nurse speaking not too far away. 'Mrs. Clarke! Back again? With more muffins oh how kind of you!' 'Well I once again baked a little too many, and I thought you nurses as well as your patients might like some.' 'Oh thats so thoughtful. I'll hand them round later.' the nurse said. 'Oh no, I can do it, its no trouble.' Before the nurse could protest Y/N was making her way round the infirmary handing out muffins.

She reached Bucky's bed and his face lit up. 'Hello Gorgeous.' he said smiling. Y/N kept looking around incase someone was listening. 'Major Egan, how are you feeling today?' 'I'm much better for seeing you.' he said with a wink. Y/N moved closer to him lowering her tone, 'Someone might hear you! I've brought muffins, it was the only reason I could think of to come see you.' She handed him a muffin, he held onto her hand far longer than necessary, the muffin placed between their hands. He stroked her hand with his thumb. Once again afraid of getting caught, she wiggled her hand from his grip. Hi face turned down in dissapointment. 'You better get going, I'm sure you still have plenty of those to pass 'round.' He said, avoiding eye contact. 'Yeah you're right, but I cant leave without knowing what time our train leaves tomorrow.' He looked up in shock, certain he had missheard her. 'Our train?' he asked hopefully.

'Yes, our train. I've found a way to come with you. We're going to London Major, together.'

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